480. A few more years shall roll

1 A few more years shall roll,
A few more seasons come,
And we shall be with those that rest
Asleep within the tomb.
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that great day;
O wash me in Thy precious Blood,
And take my sins away.

2 A few more suns shall set
O'er these dark hills of time;
And we shall be where suns are not,--
A far serener clime.
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that blest day;
O wash me in Thy precious Blood
And take my sins away.

3 A few more storms shall beat
On this wild rocky shore,
And we shall be where tempests cease,
And surges swell no more.
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that calm day;
O wash me in Thy precious Blood,
And take my sins away.

4 A few more struggles here,
A few more partings o'er,
A few more toils, a few more tears,
And we shall weep no more.
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that bright day;
O wash me in Thy precious Blood,
And take my sins away.

5 'Tis but a little while
And He shall come again,
Who died that we might live, Who lives
That we with Him may reign.
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that glad day;
O wash me in Thy precious Blood,
And take my sins away.

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: A few more years shall roll
Author: Horatius Bonar (1842)
Language: English
Publication Date: 1917
Topic: Times and Seasons: New Year
Tune Information
Name: CHALVEY
Composer: Leighton G. Hayne (1868)
Meter: S. M. D.
Key: F Major



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